Today’s music is the final part of a long piece.
Some time ago I published the first part of it.
Listen to that part here:
My Rhythm, first part
All parts tell a lot about me.
Listen to them.
And just listen to me.
and my rhythm.
That will do.
Monthly Archives: April 2012
Your Link – PianoTweet 426
When you hear this piece,
what do you feel?
Where do your thoughts lead you to?
What’s your link pointing at?
Which one of your ears might tremble?
Which one of your eyes could blink?
Or maybe leave out one tear?
Or does it touch a string inside your You?
Blink of the Eye – PianoTweet 425
One Blink of the Eye
everything can change.
One blink, and
what seemed green got red.
One blink, and
a smile is joined by a tear.
One blink, and
a minute seems an eternity.
One blink away from home
and a planned journey ends.
One Blink of the Eye
can open a vision
on a new path.
Village Girl – PianoTweet 424
Some village girls mean a lot to me.
One can learn a lot from a village girl.
They got serenity and power.
They feel close to nature,
its beauty and appearance.
One might judge them as being simple.
On the contrary:
very often they have a strong connection
to high spiritual values.
Listen carefully and
discover the melody of the Village Girl
in the details.
A Simple Desire – PianoTweet 423
Just a few words,
a little bit of warmth and love,
some attention,
an extra sunbeam,
a candlelight that burns wishes for me,
a moment of rest and peace.
Don’t we all have our simple desires?
These healing desires
bringing us the sense
why we live and
why we are here.
It all starts
small and simple,
like an humble and tiny breath.
Static Improvisation – PianoTweet 422
PianoTweets:
full of dynamics,
changes,
emotions,
thoughts,
insights,
reflections.
And at times:
silent,
peaceful,
thoughtful,
distant,
critical,
lonely.
This improvisation illustrates
the feeling of comfort
of an almost fixed key….
So much to Tell you – PianoTweet 421
Full of fantasy, ideas, images.
With some deep experiences in this life.
Lively and positive.
With a strong belief in
the extraordinary life,
the extraterrestrial.
Realizing the limits of the human being and
it’s very present arrogance at the same time.
As if pressuming a confidence that
humans are the centre of the universe.
Realizing the importance of every smallest part
that’s acknowledged as being a part.
With a deep respect for all these parts.
Every particle, every atom has an eternal life.
Like every star, every lighting point
in the skies at night, representing all of us.
Like every sunbeam
the sun throws on our faces.
Some people know me.
There are a few persons I know
that understand these lines.
They know I always want to tell about it.
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